Was It Lies? Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison
Was It Lies?
Gold orange crisp white purple
Ribbed fluted curled and grained
Twists pearly corals winding
Colors man never named
I walk along the seashore
Holding every shell
Each one so precious to me
Like each day I knew you well
The months are passing quickly
My heart no longer blames
The cruel yoke now gently
Is lifted from my frame
Twists pearly corals winding
Your hair your lips your eyes
Your heart mine binding
Was it lies? Was it lies?
Wow, this one says it deep and well. You may find my take on - lies - something the same. Adeline
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I would like to translate this poem
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'The cruel yoke is gently now lifted from my frame', 'each one so precious to me', lovely, Liilia